Another Day, Another Angst-Ridden Dollar
Okay, so I know I promised more writing about me yesterday. I always have trouble writing in here because this isn’t a LiveJournal (I do have one, and I don’t use it). I know that some people just keep checking this page to see what’s up with me, and I appreciate it.
1) I have no idea how other law students make such lovely blogs and keep them updated with lawyerly things during law school. It amazes me to no end. Maybe it’s because I was a 1L last year and it didn’t seem like I had any time? I mean, I wish I was able to do political commentary, or review the new law clerks for the Supreme Court, or even just discuss the weather over the now-closed DMA parking lot…But I never felt like I had time before.
2) I think that people who say that you never forget the first person you love (or at least, kindasortamaybe love are right. We used to have this discussion, where I would tell her how wonderful she was and she would tell me how easy it would be for me to replace her. Well, I never actually have and she actually was wonderful. It’s really weird. I mean, it’s two years hence and I still think about girls in comparison to her…I suppose everyone does that, you want to compare everyone you ever know to everyone else and then you get all confused. Maybe that’s wrong, but that’s sort of it. Kinda silly, really. Stupid things, feelings. We could just all be Vulcans, that would make it a lot easier, I think.
“I’ve been making a list of the things they don’t teach you at school. They don’t teach you how to love somebody. They don’t teach you how to be famous. They don’t teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don’t teach you how to walk away from someone you don’t love any longer. They don’t teach you how to know what’s going on in someone else’s mind. They don’t teach you what to say to someone who’s dying. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing.” - Neil Gaiman, _The Sandman_
3) Classes are killing me. It really is tough to manage this long interminable day, but I do like the job in the courthouse - it’s just the classes afterwards that bug me. I’m finding it difficult to care about either evidence or professional responsibility, and I am, of course, worried about my grades. Always grades, it comes back to those damnable things. We should totally just be judged on the content of our character rather then on grades, we’d be a much better society.
4) I really need to start writing again. I’ve been (yes, this is dorky) re-reading Harry Potter, and then because I like to see what people do, I keep ending up and reading HP fanfiction. Nothing DIRTY, but I’ve been trying to read the good ones. Most of them are crappy, which is a common theme in fan-writing, apparently. They like to write really crappy stuff.
And no, I’m not going to be writing that. I want to get this damn book out of my head so I can do something else with it. I sort of know the plot, and I sort of know the characters, and I sort of have an idea, but not entirely, which hurts the writing. Although for me writing is not the sort of thing that’s “plotted out,” it’s more along the lines of the sort of thing that just happens. You put pen to paper (or fingers to keys, as it were) and just get one’s type on. T’cha, y’know?
5) My life is seriously kinda boring right now. As I pointed out, I don’t do much other than work, class, and sleep…there’s no time for anything else! But I’m kind of excited for the Fourth of July this year. With Live 8 and Elton John coming to Philadelphia, it’s going to be way exciting. Hopefully I’ll get to see both concerts, it’s going to be pretty cool.